The fate that stood

The fate that stood

The broken heart, with the pieces apart
Symbolises no love, remembering the bard
The faith discarded so was the love
He left me dead with no end
Affection, sacrifice is all it asked
Was it beyond what our love had asked

No wonder we never met again
For our faith knew the misfortune that hung
So clear so better that it stood firm

With a hope, that it would love me again,
No matter the pain, the past may bear
Time will heal, no matter what is here.
The night ends with my tears oh lord !

With some hope I rise up again
Against the wind that blows so firm
Setting the broken pieces again.